Prophet

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

He is the pane of glass,
a window to the soul
In colours radiant,
We, the tinted shadows
In glistening arabesque,
Flowers of light blossoming
From the sacred olive tree.

He is the guiding star
In the constellation of humanity
Although he outshines us all
As the luminous moon outshines
A dull celestial orb
So that the eye is dazzled and awed.

All Heaven loves and adores him,
Aspires to him and his rank
For it is his honour alone
To be joined with the eclipsing sun.

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